I’m struggling to write 1000 new words a day. I fail, almost entirely, on weekends and holidays. And I think I’ll let that be okay – a break is a good thing, right?
Weekdays, writing days, I push myself to write those 1000 words early in the day, before I get drawn into other things.
It’s forcing me into a new rhythm of writing – more driving forward, less looking back and editing what I’ve already written. I have less awareness of where I actually am, which is a little disconcerting.
I always find writing the first draft the hardest part of writing a novel, which seems ironic, that a writer would have trouble writing. But ideas come more easily, and editing, too, even when I don’t want to be doing it. New words? They come when they will, some days pouring onto the page, some days not at all. Except now, when I find those words every day.
I don’t worry about quality – that comes or doesn’t, and I’ll edit everything later. But to get the words on the page… that’s the thing. And I am doing it.
Maureen
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